Good news, bad news: A hairy story--or not :)

The good news:  I have my mother's hair. 

The bad news:  I have my mother's hair.  :)

On the one hand, my hair is brown by nature, not from a bottle--my mother never went completely gray, and here I am, mostly brunette at 72.

On the other hand, what hair?  :)  My hair is as thin as my mother's.  I haven't had a haircut since February 2020, and this is all I have to show for over a year's growth.

To be fair to my late mother, the fault is partially with my last haircut--my bangs were cut super-short and now barely stay tucked behind my ear, and the back of my hair was cut at least an inch longer than the sides, so I have noticeably less hair on the sides.  At this rate, it'll be years before I can rock the "headband nation" look.

In the meantime, my husband and I agree that, when I tuck my hair behind my ears (which is about all I can figure out to do with it), I look a bit like a Chassidic man with his payes (payot, ear-locks) in the wrong place.  :)